Mr Zen's Bed Partner

Chapter 200

After last night's sweat spilling event failed miserably and made him unable to sleep well all night, especially the wife who slept without wearing a single outfit, making her weapons continue to tighten all night.

In the morning, Zen woke up with sweat flooding his forehead, he turned to his wife who was still sleeping soundly, but he could not hold it anymore, it felt tight and sick.

Zen opened the Ica blanket and directly overstretched it, devouring his nipp* milk which seemed challenging.

"Emmmmm.." Ica moaned in her sleep, maybe she still thought that this was a dream.

Zen continued his suckling activity on the wife's chest, occasionally moving around and shortly afterwards he woke up from his deep sleep.

"Daddy..." Pekik Ica when she saw her husband was suckling on his chest greedily.

"What Bby?"

"In the morning it's too late."

"Pure milk directly from the source." Answer Zen casually while continuing to devour the reddish cherries at the top of Ica's chest.

"There is no water."

"Yes, but delicious. Ayoo continued that last night, the rich want to play and even sleep." Invite Zen but Ica instead delicates.

"Who's calling him long, who is the one who called the mallem? Don't know if you're married."

"Our men dear, don't sulk. Look at this, from the night she doesn't sleep wanting to enter the nest." Said Zen while pointing at his weapon that was already standing upright.

"Judah, just one round."

"Feed it first dong.." Pinta Zen while grinning.

"No, you stink!" reject Ica, even though since she was pregnant she had a hobby once eating purple eggplant owned by her husband.

"Sell your expensive yes, yaudah just play."

"Slowly." Pinta Ica, as the man began to swipe his weapon on the lip of his wife's hole.

Just now he was about to press his hips, the door on tap quickly, making Zen turn his head.

"Whoa the hell, just bother!" Ketus Ica upset, how not upset try? The night failed because of the phone, now also threatened to fail again because the person behind the door who knows who.

"Open up there."

"But Bby, time's not coming anymore?" Zen Whine.

"Bukain just yet." Ica replied, she chose to sleep on her back to her husband.

Zen restored his hair in frustration, failing to donate the seeds that had been held back from last night.

"Who?" Zen asked, the man put on a bathrobe and opened the door. He looked at Bi Arin who came with his head bowed.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry if aunt interfered, sir."

"Very, very disturbing!" zen's firmness made Bi Arin even more down.

"Say quick, what's up?"

"There's Mrs Soraya downstairs, sir."

"Soraya? Soraya Meidina?" Zen asked, Bi Arin nodded his head.

"Let her wait, I still want to have fun with my wife for the next hour, if you're willing to wait, if you don't want to go."

The jebrettt..

Zen slammed the door firmly making Bi Arin stunned, only this time did he see his master that regretfully. What makes him so sorry? It was definitely because her pleasure was interrupted.

After getting an answer from Zen, Bi Arin immediately went down to convey the answer from his master to the guest who came without being invited.

"Sorry Madam, Mr. Zen is being unobtrusive for the next hour."

"Sorry Madam, said the Master if you are willing to wait please, otherwise please leave." Reply Bi Arin.

"Aissshhhh, nyebelin very tuh people!" Ketusnya then back to sit on the sofa with both hands are crossed in the chest.

The woman circulated her gaze, the items in this mansion were so classy and looked extremely luxurious.

'Nih the real rich man or boongan huh?' Inner Soraya.

While in the room, the couple was wrestling on the bed with a large and long cucumber that moved back and forth in place. Desaahan and Lenguhn delicious several times escaped from the lips of both, sweat soaked their innocent body, Ica rubbed her with her finger.

"Good boy dear, aarrghgh.." Erang Zen moved faster until the thick warm liquid gushed filled the core of the wife, even to spill out.

"Warm Dad, good."

Zen smiled then kissed Ica's forehead, then both cheeks and lastly the wife's lips, kissed her deeply and mumbled her.

"Thank you, my wife, honey, I'm very satisfied."

"Yes Dad, let's take a shower. He said there were guests, right?"

"An hour ago, he might have been gone." Answer Zen while rejuvenating the chewy fruit of his wife.

"Judah take a shower, keep us down, even if I'm a lager."

"Yes my mother." Zen answered and then took his wife to the bathroom, both of them took a bath together with a small game that made the two men get back up and repeat the second round of play in the bathroom.

"Damn it, so long. Who else is doing it anyway?" Soraya murmured, she was really tired of waiting. He said he waited an hour, but it's been almost 2 hours but the man named Azzendra hasn't come down yet.

"Wahh, what interests are there to make you come to my house?" Zen asked from the stairs.

"Master Zen, good day."

"Yes noon, what needs?" zen asked flatly, even impressed indifferent and indifferent. Zen could have guessed that he had not come for a good purpose.

Zen sat opposite by crossing his two legs. His eyes were sharp towards the woman in front of him.

"Look, Mr. Zen, I came here to ask you to fire Brian from your company." Soraya said, making Zen stunned.

"You mean? Should I fire my employees who have nothing wrong? Who are you to ask me to fire my employees?" Soraya.

"Look, isn't Brian your son? Why are you asking me to fire her when you're her mother, what's the reason?" Ask Zen.

"I want to get her back home, and accept the arranged marriage I've been planning."

"Isn't Brian an adult, he can find his own soul mate?" Ask Zen again.

"Yes sir, but that poor girl named Risya I'm sure she's not the right girl for Brian."

"ridiculous. How does a man as good as Brian have a cunning brained mother like you? Nausea, I think Brian's decision to leave the house and choose Risya is the right choice!"

"What do you mean?" Pekik Soraya's.

"How dare you raise your voice in front of me!"

"I'm sorry Sir." Soraya.

"How can Brian feel at home with a magic granny in him? Wahh, I think your eyes are blind because you misjudged Risya just by appearance. Are you sure that girl named Chloe is better than Risya?"

"Where do you know, Chloe?" Soraya asked with a frowning forehead in wonder.

"You forgot who I am? I'm Azzendra Grew Nicholas, there's nothing I don't know. Even your ulcers I know, Mrs Soraya."

Soraya fell silent, she realized that the man in front of her was not a random person. He's Azzendra, the man who has the power and the power to know everything in one second.

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